Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Song Qianxi asked with a calm face: "Tell me the story, how did she find you?"

Tang Lu lowered her head and hesitated.

Song Qianxi frowned: "No?"

Tang Lu nodded and shook her head, clutching the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, her mind was in a mess.

"Reply!"

Chu Muhan yelled, Tang Lu trembled in fright and buried her head lower, and asked in a trembling voice, "I said... can you let me go?"

Hearing this, Song Qianxi looked at Chu Muhan subconsciously, and Chu Muhan also looked at her, as if asking her to make a decision.

Song Qianxi thought for a moment, "Yes, but you have to agree to my request."

Tang Lu felt hopeful when she heard the words, and looked up at her happily, "What request?"

Song Qianxi said, "Come forward and help me clarify."

The joy in Tang Lu's eyes faded, and she hesitated again.

Song Qianxi and this man are not easy to mess with, but Song Mianmian and Qiu Zhiyu are not easy to provoke.

No matter which side is offended, there will be no good results.

Chu Muhan saw through her thoughts at a glance, and promised: "I will make someone responsible for your safety after you come forward to clarify."

Tang Lu didn't know Chu Muhan, but his words were inexplicably convincing.

So, tell the whole story.

"I graduated from the Film Academy, and the best role I played in the past five years was the female No. [-], who had no hope. Just when I was about to give up, Song Mianmian approached me and proposed to cooperate with me..."

"As long as I am willing to pretend to be you, give me the chance to play the heroine."

After saying this, she lowered her head and dared not look at Song Qianxi.

Song Qianxi thought about the bloody reason for her parents' serious illness, but she didn't expect it to be for fame and fortune. Looking at the girl in her twenties in front of her, she was heartbroken, "I sold my body, thanks to your thinking!"

Hearing the anger in Song Qianxi's voice, Tang Lu explained, "No, Song Mianmian didn't mention this when he asked me to cooperate, and then when he arrived at the hotel, Qiu Zhiyu saw me and..."

"Didn't you do it voluntarily?" But those photos on the Internet couldn't be taken if they didn't do it voluntarily.

"Uh..." Tang Lu's palms were sweating nervously, and he hesitated, "I...not at first, but Qiu Zhiyu promised to praise me and give me the best resources..."

She felt the fleeting gaze above her head, humbly prostrated herself on the ground, and apologized, "I'm sorry, because my selfish desires have affected you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

She really wants to be popular, and she doesn't want to play tricks at her best age.

Song Qianxi was so angry that she took a deep breath, pointed at her, and held back for a long time without saying a word.

Forget it, she is not Tang Lu's relatives or friends and has no right to accuse and interfere, "You go to rest first, and I will let you go after clarifying with the media tomorrow."

"Thank you." Tang Lu withdrew from Tianlin as if she had been pardoned.

Song Qianxi had no choice but to say, "How can girls nowadays be so unselfish?"

Chu Muhan said: "Not everyone can keep their original aspirations in Vanity Fair."

Song Qianxi sighed, feeling sorry.

"Thank you for doing me another great favor."

"I also have to thank you for cleaning the house so clean."

Song Qianxi was flattered, "Ah, you're welcome, this is my job."

Immediately afterwards, falling into silence, Song Qianxi became embarrassed, and was thinking of some reason to leave, when Chu Muhan suddenly called her, "Song Qianxi, I have a cold."

Song Qianxi: "..." Why do you think there is a hint of coquettishness?

Did you hear me wrong?definitely is!

"After soaking for so long last night, it's not surprising that you'll catch a cold. I'll call Dr. Jiang for you."

"No, it's annoying to see him."

"Then I'll help you make a cup of cold spirit."

Chu Muhan frowned, stared at her and said seriously: "I want to drink ginger soup."